Open by cutting (me). Occupying; then quell, you steep, invigorated paterfamilians - of brio, of muniment; you stride into a land without restraint, dressed in silver bullets, werewolving; as indictments, to the endless palilalia, of sado sado sado.
Goya made us do it; and seventeen stabs at independent information gets you this far:
'Goya Made Us Do It'
curated by Anthony Donovan
published 3rd may 2009
Bryan Lewis Saunders
Damascus Road Show / These Feathers Have Plumes
Fonik (remixed by Bacillus)
Glass Eye Union
Igor's Roomy Lab Coat
Murmurists / Igor's Roomy Lab Coat
One Minute Wanda
Post Abortion Stress with Leonardo Casas
Prison Food Sucks / Thomas Petit / Colin Johnco
Seesar / Sonic Pleasures